Riot Grasper

- Well, what's going on?

I arrived at Lana Village and started looking for any clues for a while.

I heard stories in small inns and taverns, but I didn't have any particularly powerful information.

But two minutes into the village, a young girl... no, I discovered a girl crying outside the village when I walked around for about two minutes.

Because it was an unusual atmosphere, it was the kind of timing that I was aiming for when I rushed to the scene only to hear the minimum circumstances.

I got on with it and ran an embarrassing dialogue, but it's the one called the atmosphere of the place.

"How dare you... how dare you take my arm?"

A man hiding his face in a black-clad outfit... it didn't seem like he came to this village for nothing.

From their voices, they attacked the Lordship Hall. It's not them. Another guy.

I don't know what the details are, so we should shut this guy up right away.

I will launch a relentless pursuit against anyone with a knife in their left arm.

He bounces off the knife and slaps the back of his sword against the knee area that was his axial foot at the moment of fright.

"Gu... Ah, what the hell..."

At the same time as the opponent who had difficulty standing fell in, he activated the Ground Binding Lock.

This is the dirt magic we developed for captivity, but it's literally what keeps the target tied up in chains of dirt.

It's hard to catch a quick opponent, but if you do, you can't get out a little or softly.

What I imagined was poor people getting conkled into drum cans.

... It's a bit scary magic.

After making a noisy man groom in his physical language, I decided to apply healing magic to a full creative boy to ask him what was going on.

By the way, the man who caught him also stopped bleeding on his right wrist. I also need to ask a lot of information later, so I would be in trouble if I died.

- Hmm... talking about Roy, they still have one of these guys.

"Well, we have to get rid of you first. Even so... I don't know what my kids will do if I try to help them badly..."

Is there one opponent?

Then just a little alarm and we'll figure it out.

"Roy, can you give me a hand?

"Oh... if there's anything I can do to help you"

"Okay. Well, let's get his clothes off the guy rolling there..."

"Yes... but what do you do?

"Well... it's a huge, classic hand,"

"- Thank you so much. How can I thank you?"

It was Eleanor who said thank you to me. They say it's a woman who takes care of the orphanage children.

As a result, I can say that my attempt worked very well.

Disguise it with a mask or black cape you took away and let it alarm you - I thought you'd find out quickly with your voice, atmosphere, and tricks, but if you got close to a certain distance, it would have been an easy win later.

After the crap, another bastard and I have been made to wrap it around in "Ground Tied Locks (Ground Binds)".

"Brother, thank you so much. I'll do anything I can."

"Then you just have to laugh mini. Sage's words at that time, you looked great. Er... the asking reward is spreading...? The mini lady..."

Stop, whoa, whoa! Don't repeat it where there are grown beauties like Mr. Eleanor, this girl.

"Mr. Roy. That's the atmosphere..."

"Like this, is it?

He smiles right in front of me, not knowing Mini very well.

Ah... yeah. This is fine with the reward.

and well such an exchange is fun, but it's time to talk serious.

Turning back to Mr. Eleanor with a serious face, he nodded gently over there and encouraged the children to go to the bedroom.

"It's not the kind of story that makes kids listen, is it?

"Right."

After I talk about this situation to some extent, I also ask about the attack from Mr. Eleanor.

... I see. Guess it sounds like these people were held hostage to blackmail someone.

Assuming the guy who supposedly was the captain was the one who ran into him at the Lordship Hall, he was blackmailed after all...

"Um, does Mr. Eleanor know someone named Loggins?

"Loggins...... no, I don't know anyone with that name"

That, isn't it?

"So you're a kid's associate and someone with that name?

"No, the children here should not be close..."

I don't know what that means. No, wait.

"Have you ever had a merchant visit this orphanage? Money arrives with flowers…"

"Yeah, then there is. Travelers are better served with flowers along with donations to the orphanage at a certain time."

"Do you know who the sender is?"

"I have no idea."

"Can I show you something?

To that word, Mr. Eleanor brings me a bag that was on the shelf.

It was almost shriveled, as I had hoped, but it was accompanied by Philia flowers.

"I knew Mr. Loggins would get Philia flowers -?"

React to my soliloquy like Mr. Eleanor remembered something.

"I was. This is Philia's flower...... I miss it, my sister was in Hasha"

"Eleanor's sister...... is it?

"I'm not my real sister, but we grew up together in this orphanage, and I admired her like a sister."

"... what's your name?

"- I'm Sister Philia. I married the lord of Melbail, but he died over a decade ago. Yeah, maybe this donation had something to do with my late sister. Someone was sending it to me."

Seriously!? Was Mr. Filia from an orphanage here?

The chatty maid who was in the museum said that Phyllia had been seen in public service because she told me that she was originally a maid, too.

... but why would Mr. Loggins send a donation to the orphanage?

Assuming it was really Mr. Loggins who was sending this donation, what was the relationship between Mr. Philia and Mr. Loggins?

Eleanor, who admired Mr. Filia like his sister, was taken hostage and blackmailed......? Does that make sense?

Uh... hey... no way.

I've been thinking about my imagination for a long time.

- What if that's what they had to do with each other?

For example, I don't feel that Tsujitsu seems to fit. I feel like I know what you mean when you say you don't deserve to serve.

Two people who made an unforgivable love.

Determined to watch over the daughter of the woman I loved as a butler.

And donate to the orphanage where the woman you loved grew up.

Sure, in the sense of being eligible to serve Mr. Alberto, this is a little... nothing.

- 'Cause you're stupid or I am!

You're just too hard on a lot of things. That doesn't explain why Sergio, who attacked me, seemed to know Mr. Loggins. It's not a noon drag.

Mr. Eleanor sounded surprised when he saw me striking his head at the thought table.

"Excuse me. I had a bit of a paranoid habit, never mind"

Restart your thinking again, but in the end you won't know what the truth is until you hear it from the person, and it's not important there.

The important thing is that Mr. Loggins was likely to have been blackmailed, and that he was able to free the people he was holding hostage...... these are the two points.

We shouldn't think any further here, and we won't have enough information.

Well - that's why I found out from Mr. Eleanor's story.

Next is the most important... where Marita was taken.

He's not here, so I guess he's locked up somewhere else.

To interrogate, I approach the two of them wrapping around in chains of dirt.

In the first place, if these guys talk to me perky, nothing's wrong. I can be sure about Mr. Loggins.

but I tried to talk a little earlier, but I never wanted to talk about anything.

Exercise your right to remain silent.

I don't know if it would be appropriate to torture such a businesslike killer and behead him, but I've never been tortured. You're gonna have a lot of training. It's gonna be hard to get them to crack their mouth.

Killing clues because of this is out of the question.

Do I have to take you to Melbail...

"Are you willing to talk about something? Then I'll stick my amputated wrist to it... and I'll try."

I don't know if just a thousand severed wrists stick together with healing magic, but it's going to be worth a try.

"... you must have slashed it off."

"If they say so, yes, I do."

... I've never killed a human before. When I remember, I am struck by the illusion that a slightly disgusting sensation conveys my hand.

But I couldn't afford to say that it was that situation, and I don't have much regret or guilt.

I decide to focus my consciousness on the two of them, who are stripping of their masks, wondering if there is anything else available. Each possesses appropriate martial arts skills, but it is the poorly eyed man - Monster Tame LV2 (14/50), which is in the possession of the inferior bastard.

I'd like to steal it, but should I keep the number of times I have left because of a pressing situation?

But I'm already excited about demons becoming companions. The Griffon that Alba of the Demon Clan was following looked good, too.

In the future, we will reinforce the demons we have made companions of by using the divine moves of bandits, and we will take the world into our hands with the strongest army of monsters.

Wait...... isn't that the Demon King anymore? Why don't you?

Not if you're such a delusion right now.

No... wait. Speaking of which...

"Roy, I heard from you... you, Roy. I hear you lied to you guys. You tried to kill me after I told you to run away."

Next to the inferior bastard, another man slipped away slightly.

"Well, it's nothing. I won't pursue it myself. Maybe the captain told me to take care of everyone who's been used in secret... maybe not. By the way, how did you interact with those contacts? I hear you're talking about Eleanor. Sometimes it's like a big bird flying in here."

"... it's no use trying to trace it from him. He only listens to me."

Oh, that's a good response.

"Roy, you said you were going to feed your pet or something. Could a pet be about that bird?

"Then what is it?"

"Will you call me here now?

"No, Daita is going to use him to get information from me."

"I swear to God, I'm not going to imitate that pet. Well, if it strikes, except for the story."

Say it, I pull my sword out of my sheath and stick it down the inferior bastard's throat.

"Besides - if I'm going to get information from you, I'm going to torture you myself. I've never been tortured, so there's a good chance I'll go crazy. Honestly, you don't need either of us, do you? It's also a hassle to take you to Melbail... and I'm happy to reduce the number here."

"... fine. It's useless anyway."

I intend to try my best to be awkward, such as telling them pale with as little emotion as possible.

but most importantly, they probably broke because they believe their pets only miss them.

And I'm glad the kids were pulling into the bedroom. You're doing such a terrible thing. I don't want the crime scene to be seen by people I know and children.

Mr. Eleanor was watching the scene, but she would understand that this is my best act.

"Mr. Sage... you're a crack and a scary person"

Yes, it was misunderstood ~.

Pulling the two people in custody out of the orphanage and letting the inferior bastard call them pets and dogs.

After a while - a wind-cut noise sounded from the darkness of the night, and a slightly louder bird descended.

"Bradley Ben" - like a bird, but with sharp teeth of gizzards hidden inside his mouth on black feathers that dissolve in darkness. It's a kind of passing object I thought it would be.

I don't have a lot of skills, but that's not the problem there.

I'll try to keep my hands close as I jump onto the shoulder of an inferior bastard with a blackbird tied to him.

As soon as I got there, I was about to get my fingers eaten and cut a thousand times with a grunt called GUGARE.

"Kuhiha. That's why I told you. All you have to do is listen to me."

I see. No, Monster Tame is amazing.

- I let you see the good stuff.

Well, try the stuff.

I grab the right wrist of an inferior bastard.

"What are you going to do?"

"... no, I didn't hesitate to slash it."

With a loving laugh, I tasted the fullness that conveyed my body.

It is a success.

"Monster Tame" - it allows you to communicate with certain demons of your will, or... excited, but now calm down, me.

It was unclear how this skill could be felt, but the effect showed immediately.

The blackbird on the shoulder of the inferior bastard suddenly bewildered me - no, I can't feel that from the outside, but it's the confusion that's coming to me.

It was the lower breed bastards who appeared to be in a hurry.

"What... You're such an idiot! Say something. What's the matter with you!?"

I guess losing my skills made it impossible to communicate my intentions. I am lightly panicked by the fact that I can no longer feel anything even when I call desperately.

"I've been pounding my mouth a lot, but..."

Remove the dried meat from the leather bag and gently invite it towards the blackbird.

- After a slight roundabout, the blackbird quietly landed on my shoulder with wings flapping.

Exactly, I would like to think that this is a benefit of skill, not thanks to Mr. Dario's special dried meat. Otherwise, Mr. Dario would be the strongest.

- Apparently, he chose me.

"Huh... I'm kidding! That's mine. Why are you doing this?

Watch me stroke the head of a blackbird and summon like a bastard freaked out.

I also feel a little bad...... I generally agree with the idea that bad guys don't need human rights, so I try to ignore them.

In May, when I returned to strengthen the Ground Binding Lock and compressed it, I grew grossly accustomed.

Either way, now we can show the blackbirds where Marita is imprisoned. I was anxious to succeed but glad it worked.

But... Is it just impossible for me to make a special attack on my own?

These guys need to be turned in, too, and let's go back to Melbail once and ask Mr. Alberto to help us.

- The two caught decided to leave the village immediately by saying goodbye to Mr. Eleanor and the others as they were to be transported on a horse borrowed in the village.

"You will report to Mr Alberto about the attack on the orphanage. And... you might want to evacuate to a safe place until this thing settles down. I still can't feel safe."

"... right. Take care of yourself, Mr. Sage. Thank you so much for your help."

I straddle Luke's back and hold the reins with a blackbird on my shoulder.

When I listened because Luke rang "Quo"... it still conveyed what I wanted to say.

If you are a demon willing to interact, can you talk...?

"- Huh?... No, not like that. - Because I needed this. - I'm always grateful, really. - Yeah... yeah"

I'm a little surprised.

"Luke, you... you were a female..."